why so long and where have you been?

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I dont have an answer to that one quite yet. I seem to have to have motivation to write or a topic. My days seem so... the same and boring.
Jack started his new school on Tuesday and got onto the bus and gave high fives all around the bus. Interestingly enough none of the other children talk soooooo he was quite the brilliant one that morning. No doubt I feel that way everyday but he was so cute. He was kind enough to say Hi beeoooyzz as he got on board and said it quite a few times. Hi beeoooyzzz, hi beeeoooyzzz. then grabbed the hand of the boy next to him and said to him Beeooy. beeooyyy. I had a small chuckle to see that the child was smiling at Jack and holding his hand yet not answering him.
Amy called later that evening to let me know that our child was an angel and chatted and worked hard at school that day and he was wonderful. I know that he will be fine and that the day will come sooner than later that he has many words. Many sentences and just as many opinions.
Allie is doing well at school and working hard with her free time. She seems to be adjusting to the change in her relationship with Joey and is keeping busy. SHe baked today and made cornbread and apple pie. She now has some friends over and ust watching movies and chicken wing pizza.
Missi is in a tougher spot than the rest for today. Her friend was killed by an accidental gunshot wound. He was shot in the face by another tee. She went to his memorial service today and came home sad and distant. I talked to her and she just cried. I asked if she wanted to talk she said no, Ill be alright just let me cry. This is her first loss of a friend. This is not a car accident or disease death this is a kid that was shot he was in trouble at times and we think involved in something he shouldnt have been. Either way he is now dead and she spent her week at camp with him. She is probably thinking of her own mortality. She is not a talker but she is very sensitive.
I am attaching pics from our trip to the park. And others that I cant remember right now. I hope to write more frequently again.

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